Seeing her father's cowardice, Dai Jia softened her heart and quickly softened her tone: "If it's really your fault, go and apologize to her. Everything will be fine."
"It's impossible." Mr. Chen looked downcast, "You must know, then let me tell you. In the past, your mother was like other girls, hoping that her boyfriend would be a strong support. I will quote examples from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and around me.
She argued, saying that behind a successful man is not an incompetent wife and mother, but a woman who can provide strong financial support. She can't even provide me with the money to hold an art exhibition, so what right does she have to say that I am not good? She was angry.
I went to make money, my major was neglected, and I was out of school. She provided me with financial support, relationship support, and everything I dreamed of back then, but I didn’t have any great achievements. I can no longer find my own failures.
The reason is that I am becoming more and more intolerable to her success. Just like those worthless men, I find women who are inferior to me and enjoy their sense of superiority when they look up to me. That's it, it's not her fault."
It is really cruel to force a man, or his own father, to say these words. Dai Jia, who has a strong motherly attitude, refused to let her father go and continued to interrogate: "Do you really enjoy that sense of superiority?"
Mr. Chen avoided her gaze. He wanted to "enjoy" but didn't dare. His daughter was much more fierce than his wife. His wife would show some mercy, but his daughter would not show mercy at all.
Dejia nodded: "Dad, you are quite honest this time. I had already guessed that was the case! Huh, did I say something wrong? She just wants you to bow your head and has been fighting for most of her life! Don't tell me
What kind of relationship has changed? You lie to others with such nonsense! If you love her, there is no way you can fall in love with those vases! Right? "
Mr. Chen was speechless and said after a while: "It's too late."
Dai Jia sneered: "It's not you who decides whether it's too late, it's her! If she has no feelings for you, she won't agree to the divorce. For you, divorce is just a middle-aged wife-s It's a fatal injury to her, even her own husband."
If she can't catch it, she can't even run her own family well, how can she manage the business? Her image will be greatly damaged, and the company's stock will be turbulent! Really, if both of them are hurt, why divorce? It's so funny, I'll talk to her
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Mr. Chen was shocked and said: "Xiaojia, this is between me and your mother."
Dejia was furious: "Shut up! I've grown up and don't need a home anymore. You can continue fighting like you did when you were young! Have you ever thought about how I feel? I have no home! Dad is so bad! Send me to England."
It's a shame! If you don't want to take responsibility, why did you give birth to me?"
Mr. Chen said guiltily: "We wanted you to grow up and have your own life. Originally, we wanted to wait until you went to the UK to tell us, but we were afraid that you would suddenly find out when you just arrived in a foreign country..."
"Stop talking!" Dejia burst into tears: "Dad, I love you, you are a bad guy and I love you too!"
Mr. Chen hugged his daughter: "Dad knows! Dad can't stop you from doing what you want to do. Dad wants to tell you that you are his life! Whether you go to study in the UK or in China, dad will open a school next to your school.
Xiao Gallery, I wait for you to come home every day. You are right, my father doesn’t love any of those women, he has long been tired of them, so he will wait for you to come home..."
In fact, he had already decided to do this, and wanted to preserve the last bit of self-esteem so he didn't say anything. There is no regret in taking medicine, and you can't get back what you missed. Many years ago, there was a man by my wife's side, and she had a child a few years ago. No,
Maybe he delayed going through the formalities until the child understands "illegitimate child". He has no chance of becoming a great painter. His self-righteousness and willfulness have caused him to lose his love forever. He can't lose his daughter again. The daughter is too much like her mother, and it will be too late if she doesn't tell her.
Sure enough, he heard the young and arrogant voice from more than twenty years ago again: "Don't worry, I will always take you with me! Can you live without me?"